Swordsman One Piece Novels & Stories

His power is too strong that even gigantic beasts don't stand a chance against him. Suddenly a bat flew towards me, but this bat was almost the size of a human and had red eyes. It moved fast and I knew that Sushi couldn't catch up to that so I quickly took the small sword that Stefano gave me and I moved quickly as I met it and created a sharp noise when I cut the bat that immediately dropped on the ground.

His grip was firm, pulling her to her feet with ease. Her ankle protested, but she put weight on it, refusing to show weakness. "The ground bested me, not you," she stated, brushing dirt from her leathers. "A battlefield includes the ground," he replied. "You said so yourself." He retrieved her sword and handed it to her, hilt first. "You fight... differently." "So do you. For a prince." A faint, almost real smile touched his lips. "For a prince." He paused. "You held back your word. You play the lady today. Without complaint."

“And there’s plenty more where that came from.” “Sir, you’re blocking the Naruto fans,” she said flatly. “Please move, or I’ll have to call Shogun Steve.” “Who is Shogun Steve?” A man who looked like a retired linebacker wearing a kimono stepped out from behind a curtain. He was holding a very large sword. It was made of silver-painted wood, but still looked like it could inflict a painful blow. I retreated. Fast. I sat in the safety of my car, fuming. I wasn’t used to failure, either. And Claire was counting on me! Her opinion of me wasn’t very high, and I didn’t want her to see me as completely useless.